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[title] => While Babies Drink There Mothers Tears . . . Ben
[time] => 2009-09-02 14:28:57
[hometext] => Read @ your own risk . . .
[bodytext] => Why things happen i don't know these days we couldn't care less, all has changed we're all estranged societie's a mess. I may be old but i have learned don't cling to bridges that are burned, moving on is tride and true move before they move on you . . . Young men want there piece of @$$ young women just want piece, rich men get there kicks from wars while poor men just get fleeced . . . Druggies come and go like lies it's murder at it's best, boozers drink and drop like flies cartels keep the rest . . . All is comfy cozy every one is fast assleep, tucked in bed and playing dead whoers don't come cheap . . . Politician smile and pat each other on the scruff, promising we'll get our share once they've had enough . . . How illusive is that once weeks turn into endless months, months turn into waisted years while babies drink there mothers tears . . . Hearts are shattered every day hate's become our thirst, anger is our anthem of putting ourselves first . . . Why things happen who can say what's it matter any way, just pretend that we're all blind we can leave it all behind . . . A bill unpaid a fee still owed a road less travled on, devotion to a liars code we're pebbles in a pond . . . Multiplying daily like a roach within a nest, spawning inuendos on this planet, we infest . . . Ben myheartsvoicebjpsno1special [comments] => 4 [counter] => 297 [topic] => 21 [informant] => myheartsvoice [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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